I opened my form room door to see I was already late making me the centre of attention, what could possibly be worst?
"Good morning Miss Rosalinda , your reason for being 10 minutes late is..."
And of course although I may work as an agent, I hate attention ...worst...spy...ever. Seriously what kind of spy hates attention? That's like an adrenaline junkie hating roller coasters! Or a person possibly hating ice cream like come on who hates ice cream? It's ice cream guys delicious, taste bud heaven-
"MISS ROSALINDA, ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?"
Well that put a stop to my mental rambling
"I-I um I...d-didn't mean to not listen I was just um I k-kind of dropped all my books in the hallway on my way here I-I'm sorry about disturbing the l-lesson..."
I'm supposed to be a spy get a grip Lena
"Just sit down Miss Rosalinda"
And so with the beady eyes of every person in the room following my every move and burning holes at the back of my neck, I speed walked with my head ducked low to the seat at the back corner of the classroom my mind still thinking about those mesmerising emerald gems.
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The bell finally went so I made my way to history as fast as I could to prevent the form disaster from happening again.
I walked into the classroom just as the bell went and again took a seat at the back corner window seat and got ready for a whole hour of mindless rambling and daydreaming.The classroom quickly filled up and soon the teacher began his lecturing whilst I thought about how much more interesting this would be in one of Professor Lupin's defence against the dark arts lessons or if I were a Hogwarts student in general when the door slammed open and in strolled a familiar looking boy with dark messy hair that had that out of bed look that fell into his eyes and a familiar pair of stunning emeralds that landed on me. His lips stretched into a lazy smirk that had most of the girls in the class ready to launch themselves at him.
"Can I help you sir?" Said Mr Locksmith the history teacher,
"Yes actually I'm the new student, this is AP history right?"
His voice was velvety soft and manly wrapping around me like a blanket and making me shiver with pleasure
Mr Locksmith swiftly nodded and asked the new guy to tell us his name and something about him
"The name's Goodwin, Alex Goodwin and yes I am single girls" and with a wink he strode to the last available seat that just so happened to be next to me...great just great.
I rested my head against my cool desk determined to ignore Alex this whole lesson I mean it's just one hour it can't be that awful I mean yeah he is hot but he seems like an arrogant douche pants.
"You have nearly died before and you Lena are the top spy in the government this is child's play stop over reacting"
"Hey aren't you that cute nerdy girl that I bumped into, listen I'm sorry but I can make it up to you if you know what I mean,"
Alex gave what he must've have hoped was a seductive smile which all in all would have worked on me in the hallway but this time no more gibberish I'm a spy I can do this.
I leaned forward so our faces were just inches apart and whispered
"Talk to me like that again and I will rip your balls off and feed them to a pack of wolves whilst you watch all your hopes and dreams of becoming a father die"
I pulled back and faced the teacher with an evident smirk on my face, sure wasn't expecting that were you Alex
Lena 1 Alex 0.
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Hey guys sorry I didn't publish a part of my story in ages I just had THE worst writers block and this is the best I could come up with
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AçãoMagdalena aka Lena Rosalinda isn't your average 17 year old oh no she first of all may seem harmless but lay one finger on her...lets just say she always comes prepared and why is that you might say, why would a 17 year old go anywhere armed? Well...